A Little Bit Of Everyone [18+]

2// That's It Dovey (Lt. Simon Riley)

Song Name: Sleep Token- Alkaline / Maroon 5- Animals

Kinks- Pet Play, Degradation, slight praise, predator x prey.

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Simon opens the door, his arms filled with bags of groceries. "Dolly, I'm home!" He calls over the surgical mask that covers his nose and mouth.

People often looked at him different because of the scars on his face, but not his Dolly, fuck. The way she worshipped him; peppering each scar with a kiss, taking an extra long moment on the one that ran from his hairline over his lips and to his chin.

His pretty fucking Dolly.

"Dovey?" He calls out again, kicking his shoes off and walking over to the kitchen. They were on 2 months leave after a particular mission that left them with a dislocated shoulder and a stage 2 concussion.

He didn't care about what happened to him as long as he didn't die, have memory loss and got back in one piece to his girl.

She wanted to go to Scotland, considering she had loved the country after visiting it as a child and had a house there. And who was he to refuse his girl what she wanted?

He turns around, as the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. There she was, a white wig on top of her head with bunny ears and a collar around her neck, kneeling.

With nothing else on.

Fucking hell.

"Wha's this then?" Simon couldn't help the rasp that came behind each word, as he pulled off the mask. He couldn't help it, his girl was gorgeous and the way she was looking up at him made him want to have her bed ridden for the next week.

Jaylene blushed deeply as she looked up at Simon. They had talked about doing pet play. Just a fleeting idea. But he had seemed so interested even if his body language and tone didn't give it away. His eyes did. It was always in the eyes for him.

"Dovey," his tone soft. A shudder wracked up her spine and she whispers. "I want you to treat me like an animal." She watched as his eyes darkened, trailing over her body and he lets out a dark chuckle, walking out of the kitchen and into the living room, sitting in her favourite chair.

She turned to face him, not daring to move from her position.

Her eyes trailed over him, the way his loose black basketball shorts did a piss poor job at hiding his erection. Hell, nothing could hide that, maybe if he had on a barrel. The way his grey camo shirt looked tight around his chest and biceps.

To anyone else, he'd look disinterested by the way he was sitting but she could read him like a book. She saw the way his hands were clenched against his thighs, the veins dancing with his tattoos.

She saw the way his jaw ticked and his brown eyes almost onyx, as he watched her.

Simon was horny.

"Darlin, say tha' f' me again." His deep manchurian accent warming her skin as if it was physically wrapping around her.

"I want you to fuck me like an animal Si." She breathed, gnawing at her bottom lip and his eyes fell on her lips.

"C'mere then." She got up to walk to him. "Bunnies don't walk, do they Dovey? Hop." The smirk on his face made her face bloom bright red as humiliation filled her. But instead of her being totally turned off and disgusted, she couldn't help but get wet at his words and tone.

So she did as he said, placing her hands in front of her and moving her legs as if she really was just an overgrown bunny. "There's a good pet, hmm?" He patted her head and frowned.